If you and I are meteors, we are currently falling free, powerless by the gravitational pull of the earth, waiting for time to touch the ground, then crumbling.
Only when God wills, we will fall in a place close together, shattered to pieces together.
If you and I are celestial bodies in the Milky Way galaxy, we move on different paths, simultaneously doing revolutionary movements.
Only when the time is right, we are in a straight line, eclipse on me, or eclipse on you.
If you and I are kites, we are hovering along with dozens of other kites, tumbling indefinitely in the wind.
Only if the string is strong, we will persist in the sky, watching the other kite falling, praying the wind blow us in the same direction.
If you and I are books, we keep many interesting stories that are interconnected, unfortunately we are stored on different shelves.
Only if someone takes us together, they will know your story completes my story.
If you're a table and I'm a chair, we're in a 1x1 square meter diorama, right next to it, but dead. Nothing just for this story
If you and I do not know each other, I will not sit here to write anything if and wish "only if"
If and only if, we believe that God is never wrong, we will live in full sincerity. Sincerity to let go, to live, to receive everything that God has predestined.
Letting go of you, living life without you, accepting the fact that you are not for me, is the real implication.
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